Bunch of punches
Today I got a perfect weekday present
Bunch of punches! ! ! Yaaaay me!
They were carefully picked up in a local grocery
Everything BIO and fair-trade
And the bruises I tell ya, only the first quality grade
As a desert, torn lungs were I served
Coughing up blood I also deserved
“You had it coming.” Was I told.
For being foolishly bold
I’m happy for the present though
However, I’d like also some kicking dough
“Don’t you have enough? ” They say?
Hey thank you! What a nice day!
Pricks!
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